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| 51-year-old Rebecca Wells |
...not that this isn't my worst nightmare or anything.
Fun-fetti and I are the ONLY two people left on our side of the floor. Coincidentally, The Gang moved up and out. This distance is killing me. It's a ghost town of dead dreams and fried computer towers. We made a promise to check on each other at least every 20 minutes, lest one of us falls victim to scurvy or, passing out and nobody noticing...
Also. Fun-fetti declares from this point forth, daily happenings on the upper floors will be documented and submitted (hereby known as "Fetti-docs"). Jamieson, you are the chosen one. Make that happen.
Barstool Boston hit it home - el pres's write up (click hurr) - weaving his words so effectively; absolutely dripping with disdain and painful truths.
[throw G-babe full credit for dubbing Fun-fetti...from K-swiss because he says, "i bet she doesnt even own a pair!"]
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